The most romantic little emperor

The next day.

Qin Hao's figure has quietly appeared in a secret base outside the palace.

Ever since the storm of Su Zhengfang's rebellion that night, the fireballs exploding in the sky were as bright as day, and the idea of ​​making gunpowder quietly ignited in his mind.

Before that, he ordered the Minister of Works Lin Jiang to find a method to make that kind of signal fireball.

However, that production method was still somewhat different from gunpowder, which inevitably made him feel a little disappointed.

Gunpowder is one of the four great inventions of ancient times. It was first invented by an alchemist by accident.

Therefore, in Qin Hao's eyes, there must be capable people among those alchemists and sorcerers who can be regarded as professionals in making gunpowder.

To this end, Qin Hao even spent a large amount of money to secretly dispatch the Jinyiwei, who shuttled between the rivers and lakes and the market, to recruit those strange people who were well versed in the secrets of alchemy and had strange abilities.

These people were either obsessed with furnace fire and cauldrons, or proficient in unconventional methods. However, they gathered in this secret place because of Qin Hao's casual call.

When they first arrived here, they were filled with confusion and curiosity. The unknown mission was like a fog, leaving everyone at a loss for a moment.

However, their living conditions were extremely generous. Three meals a day were provided on time and in sufficient quantity, with fish and meat for every meal. What made them even happier was that they were also supplied with fine wine every day, which made them never tired of it.

Except for the lack of freedom, everything else is good. However, for them who have been living in the underworld for a long time and lack food and clothing, this is already very satisfying.

But there is nothing to do every day, and they are bored all day long. This group of quacks often sit together and chat, exchanging experiences in deceiving people or something like that...

Today, like usual, a group of people sat in a large hall, chatting and talking nonsense.

"Everyone, listen to what I have to say!"

Suddenly, an old man in a grey Taoist robe, with a long beard and a look of immortality in his brows spoke loudly, breaking the silence.

The man's voice was not loud, but he had an extraordinary confidence that instantly attracted everyone's attention.

"This immortal has been observing the stars at night and carefully calculating Liu Ren. I have one thing in mind that I am quite certain of." The gray-robed Taoist's words were a bit mysterious and seemed to contain endless wisdom, which attracted everyone's curious and expectant glances.

"Oh? God of fortune telling, what have you figured out today?" A young man holding a folding fan joked with a smile, his words full of sarcasm and ridicule for the god of fortune telling's skills.

"Aren't you good at fortune-telling? Can you tell me why the person in the palace invited us here?"

"Come on, what's he worth? We're all in this business, it's ok to fool outsiders, but we all know each other!"

……

After the young man opened his mouth, everyone started to make fun of him.

The grey-robed old man in front of him was named Wei. He called himself a half-immortal and his Taoist name was the Divine Calculator. He claimed that he could know what would happen five hundred years in the past and five hundred years in the future. He was omniscient and omnipotent.

"Haha, I heard that when you were young, you once told Emperor Liang Yang that he would live to be a hundred years old. But what happened? The Liang Dynasty has been destroyed for decades. How do you explain this?"

At this time, an old man in a black robe, with a mocking look on his face, unceremoniously revealed his ugly deeds from the past.

When everyone heard this, they all burst into laughter.

"Master Hu, shut up!"

A cold shout, like a chill wind blowing through, made the air around them freeze.

In public view, being ridiculed by the old man in black robe, this Taoist who claimed to be able to see into the secrets of heaven and calculate human affairs as a "divine fortune teller" did not show the slightest embarrassment. Instead, he curled up the corner of his mouth into a faint smile, as if all the ridicule was just a passing cloud.

He gently fluttered his Taoist robe and waved the whisk in his hand. An extraordinary aura spread out. He said slowly: "This time, I am absolutely sure that I know why the emperor in the palace summoned us."

After he finished speaking, he glanced around with a sharp gaze, waiting for everyone's reaction.

The young Taoist priest holding an exquisite folding fan had a playful smile on his face. He waved the fan and asked casually, "Oh? Then tell me, what exactly does the person in the palace want us to do?"

The fortune teller smiled slightly, with a confident glow on his face. He slowly told the truth, "Refine the medicine. The reason is very simple. The new emperor is trying to pursue the eternal way to immortality."

After the words fell, everyone was slightly startled, a hint of surprise and thought flashed in their eyes, and then they all nodded.

"That's true, there's some truth to it."

One of the middle-aged Taoist priests, who was in his forties, had a calm face, as if he had experienced many vicissitudes of life but still had a profound mind. He slowly said, "Since ancient times, when a person has gained great power, he will often have delusions and pursue the illusory dream of immortality. Emperors of all dynasties have been like this, without exception."

The young Taoist holding an exquisite folding fan, with a look of curiosity and thought in his eyes, asked back: "But our new emperor is still very young. I heard that he is not even twenty years old yet. He shouldn't be so anxious!"

"What happened to the young age?"

The fortune teller smiled slightly, his eyes flashing with insight into the world, "Seeking immortality regardless of age is the deepest desire of the human heart for eternity. It is normal for Your Majesty to have such thoughts."

As the communication became more in-depth, everyone's eyes became brighter and brighter, flashing an unprecedented light.

If this is true, they are likely to get the opportunity to be reused and perhaps usher in the most brilliant moment of their lives.

After all, this is what they do best in this world.

Whether it is the mysterious witch doctor skills, the extraordinary immortal methods, the divination and astrology that can see through the secrets of heaven, or even the exquisite skills of refining elixirs.

These people are rare and extraordinary people in the world. At this moment, they gathered together and discussed the purpose of Qin Hao inviting them here.

"I observed the stars at night and carefully calculated the destiny, and I figured out that His Majesty will definitely summon us today." The fortune teller slowly stood up, his tone filled with unquestionable firmness, as if he had already seen through the secret.

"Hey, Taoist Wei, all those mysterious things of yours are always hindsight." Upon hearing this, the Taoist Hu, who was dressed in a black robe, raised his lips teasingly, his words were filled with some ridicule and disdain between old friends, but he could not hide his anticipation and nervousness for the upcoming meeting with the emperor.

"Ha ha……"

A burst of mocking voices suddenly rang out, like a sudden shower on a summer afternoon, with a bit of unruliness and insolence, quietly spreading a subtle atmosphere of joy in the air.

This is their unique way of having fun, using sarcastic words to target someone who is unfortunate enough to become the bullseye, mocking them to death, and never getting tired of it.